Within your mind,
do the wolves howl at your door
by the arrival of dawn
Do the glimmers,
of a shimmering star
greet your open arms
Horizons,
forsaken, forgiven
biting and chewing
a bare land
Itching and scratching,
stealing life
from tormented avenues
fate,
a cruel interpretation
of dreams
We find our destiny,
purging every scrap
back to a hungry beast.
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I would like to translate this poem
nice poem....well written